The comlink beeped and the Admiral(by the way, do you all like the female admiral? I wanted to surprise you a bit.) quickly answered. "Prisoner's secure, he woke up and started babbling. We have the recording-" Sarge's voice came over the line. "Play it." The Admiral interrupted. There was a click, then We have discovered your weakness, pig. And we have come to exploit it! You will be crushed beneath The Protectors feet! Burned into the blackened dust until none are left to breath. Our Leader will have his vengeance and VICTORY! "Like's to run his mouth don't he?" Private Ben dared ask. But a double glare from the Admiral and the Commander advised him against ever daring so again. "That's all he said Ma'am. Then he clammed up pretty tight." "Use the drugs if you have to. That's too cryptic for me." The Admiral turned back to the Commander. "Well Commander Venshaw. I suppose I should congratulate-" "Ma'am!" said a voice behind Ben and he jumped, he hadn't even heard the elevator come down. But the urgency in the voice got his attention. He spun around the same time Commander Venshaw did. "Yes?" The Commander said impatiently. "Our scout satellites picked up a hyperspace rupture, then they went out." The helmeted soldier replied, Ben couldn't tell the gender, the helmet distorted the voice too much. As if one cue, Red light flashed in the Command room and a female robotic voice alerted everyone who could hear of Slipspace ruptures around the planet. "Dalia! Planet map, now!" the Admiral yelled. Ben wondered who Dalia was when a holographic view of the planet appeared suddenly. Numerous bulks were around the planet and more soon appeared. The last one was particularly large. "A rebel fleet! They'll blow us to smithereens." The Commander said. "Negative. The fleet is not in position and is not making any moves to bombard Station 1." The computer, Dalia, Ben realized, answered. "Multiple smaller ships detected. Possible intent: Groundbased attack." "Dalia's right, their aiming to take over the base, not destroy it. But why?" The Admiral paused for a second. Then she spun around. "Private! You will regroup with your Sargent and your squad. Commander, you stay here and help me coordinate." "Yes Ma'am!" They both said at once. Ben spun around, the helmeted soldier was gone, and it was a five second wait for the elevator before he was riding back up to the main base.

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